Yeah, yeah Please get your seatbelt on for me, please
All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad
Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard (All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) (Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard) (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard)
She wanna eat me in traffic (Sweet, come on) I weren´t even trappin´ on that ´Cause I honestly just got her number last week (Mm-hmm) I wasn´t even tryna fuck, I was sleep (Like ) She don´t even wanna trick, she a boss (A boss) She don´t even like to cut, she a lady (She , ayy) She don´t let niggas fuck, niggas lazy (Uh-huh) She won´t even let me fuck, ´cause I´m Baby Shit, I´m good either way, ´cause I´m player
And she know I ain´t trippin´ on shit, got wounds in my back Been stabbed by the people that I loved More than the people I call haters I´ve been through that shit, it can´t phase me I think I got numb, it feel just like somebody tased me In traffic right now, I´m with her and, yeah, I got a gun Wherever I go, I´ma take it
All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars (Yeah) Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad (Yeah) Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard (All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Ayy (Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Ayy
(Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard) (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard)
All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars Catch me out trappin´ with a badass broad Catch me out trappin´ with a freak (Yeah) Catch me out trappin´ with that heat (Uh-huh) Catch me out trappin´ with a badass bitch That love gangsta shit way more than me (Yeah) Hoppin´ out the car with her bad ass (Uh) Never trust a smile, look at fat ass (Go) Jonathan was always good with the numbers Weren´t worried ´bout nothin´, clap him out class Lookin´ at the niggas that I ran past (Yeah, go) Shittin´ on these niggas, I´m a damn ass (Yeah, come on) And I ain´t tryna change not a goddamn thing ´bout me
For you, who used to kiss my damn ass Sittin´ at the Grammys, yeah, I let my fuckin´ pants sag (They ain´t fuckin´ with Jonathan, nigga)
(All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Yeah (Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Yeah (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard) (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard) All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars (Ayy) Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad (Ayy) Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard (All the bad bitches love fast-ass cars) Woah (Catch me out in traffic with a badass broad) Woah (Niggas ain´t hard, but they act that hard) Woah